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I'm a small town on Highway Two |
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And you won't stop on your way through |
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So pack up your things and move out west |
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And I'll be here sorting through this mess |
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Oh, oh the stories in these walls |
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I'd write a novel cuz I lived them all |
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Oh, oh the miles in these roads |
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I can't keep moving with nowhere to go |
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And I can't watch you go |
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You'll leave me all alone |
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Oh, na na na na na |
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Well it's just me, I'm stuck in the middle |
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You got your big ideas it seems |
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I've got holes in my blue jeans |
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California is on your mind |
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But here in Texas, love |
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I'm doing just fine |
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And I can't watch you go |
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You'll leave me all alone |
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Oh, na na na na na |
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Well it's just me, I'm stuck in the middle |
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Yeah it's just me I'm stuck in the middle |
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So watch your step and come outside |
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You will see my fire has died |
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You can leave, but if you go |
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Leave me here and go alone |
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So watch your step and come outside |
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You will see my fire has died |
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You can leave, but if you go |
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Leave me here and go alone |
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And I can't watch you go |
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You'll leave me all alone |
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No I can't watch you go |
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You'll leave me all alone |
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Oh, na na na na na |
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Well it's just me, I'm stuck in the middle |
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Yeah it's just me I'm stuck in the middle |
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Yeah it's just me I'm stuck in the middle |
